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... day of the title presentation, the scenario went like this:


「As the savior of my life I wish to grant you a title」


「I am unworthy of your words. I was just doing the utmost as my role as an adventurer」


「I see, therefore I will not force it upon you」


As previously planned, until here.


「However, I believe that it would be rude to my benefactor if I were to just send them home empty handed. Accordingly, I have prepared an estate and these (things) a ...

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